No craft room work today, I had to take care of an outside problem in a hurry. Years ago I and my trusty assistant built a free standing fence to enclose my area a little bit for various reasons. Unfortunately the manager we have now tries to be a bully and since I stand up to him, he does his best to get me evicted. Suddenly my fence had to come down.
If you follow me you know I have a lot of disabilities. I’m bedridden a lot. But I decided I would do what I could. Patrick, who is eleven is my side-kick. He’s mildly autistic and so are my daughter and I, so I think maybe that’s why we bond. He loves my cats, which they reciprocate, and is always there if I need help getting my groceries in or hauling the vacuum around. He really makes my life easier.
So I waited until he was out of school, then together we took down the fence. It took some muscle…all on his side, but down it came. Then I needed to get the area that had been inside of the fence cleaned up. A group of younger boys came to watch, and they happily charged into help. I had a kiddie pool full of wet dirt that had been my garden, that had to be shoveled out, the pool disposed of and the dirt shoveled back. These kids are all about nine or younger, I don’t think the youngest is even in school. One little guy said “it takes teamwork” and they loved that idea. They carried heavy garden bricks, picked up trash and when I tackled a small tree that had sprung up from the cherry tree (horrible roots grow yards and yards away) we all took turns at sawing it down. I could only saw for a few minutes because we were trying to get it as short as possible. That little shoot was incredibly tough and refused to break. And granted, the little guys aren’t the best at sawing in the world, but they were enthusiastic. We all took turns and got the job done. I dispensed popsickles as the day had turned warm. Instead of the rainy day forecast, all we got were a few drops of rain no one minded and a beautiful day. My body, which tries to pass out if I just bend over, didn’t make me dizzy at all. Instead I had a wonderful time out in the air with the kids, although I mainly supervised, I did more than is normally possible.
So instead of causing me trouble, I had a good day with some very sweet and tough little boys and memories I’ll never forget. Then they ran off to play, oh to have that energy again! I let their parents know how grateful and wonderful their little guys are and I’m going to make them each a handmade card as one of the team. I haven’t been around little boys much in my life, they are certainly different than girls. But if these little guys grow up into the men they promise to now, I have hope for the future.